"Who else knows about this news?" asked Zhao Jian."Queen Qian Hui, Grandpa," replied Zhao Wen."The queen of the spirits atop Mount Xuebaoding?""That's right, Grandpa. She is now guiding Fang An and has given him a scroll containing terrifying techniques. Qian Hui said she infused the essence of Fang Yun's power into Fang An's body."Zhao Jian stroked the long white beard growing from his chin. He tried to digest the story Zhao Wen had just told him. For some reason, he felt something was off in his mind."I will go and meet Queen Qian Hui. I need to ask her what truly happened to Fang Yun.""Fang Yun’s immortality is also gone, Grandpa," Zhao Wen added.Zhao Jian let out a long, heavy sigh. "I know. That power is what made him immortal. If it’s gone, then so is his immortality."“How is Brother Fang Yun now, Brother? Don’t you want to go see him?” asked Yu Lan, sharing his concern.“According to Fang An, Fang Yun is doing well. But without his power, I pity him… living with his dis

“You know my father, Elder?” It was A Long's turn to be stunned by Zhao Wen’s question.“Hahaha… I know him very well. You weren’t even born when your father, Fang An’s mother, and other warriors fought to secure your father’s right to become Emperor of the Yuan Dynasty. And as for Fang An’s mother—she’s the aunt you've been searching for,” Zhao Wen replied with a chuckle.A Long stared closely at Fang An. From his facial structure, A Long could tell that the red-haired young man carried Mongoloid blood, just like him.“So you're Aunt Mei’s son?”Fang An nodded. A wide smile spread across his face as he finally stood before his cousin.“This is Uncle Zhao Wen, head of the Temple of Immortality. Since both of us are headed there anyway, it’s better if we go now—especially with Uncle Zhao Wen to guide us.”“That’s a good idea, A Long. We don’t know if other demons might show up,” Zhao Wen agreed.“Very well, I’ll go with you.” A Long smiled in response.Several hours had passed since th

Only the lead warrior remained, his massive form casting a long shadow across the blood-stained earth. The towering Genie, standing around seven meters tall with muscles rippling beneath his scaled skin and a crown of twisted horns atop his head, had faced countless battles in his centuries of service as the lead warrior of the Genie Kingdom. For some unknown reason—perhaps the primal instinct that warned even the strongest creatures of impending doom—he began to feel fear creeping into his mind. It was a foreign sensation, one he should not have possessed as the kingdom’s most decorated champion—yet it took hold the moment he saw the savage determination burning in the deep brown eyes of the human staring at him, a fire that seemed to burn hotter than any forge in their realm.“Now it’s your turn to follow your subordinates!”Fang An's voice wasn’t loud, carrying no more volume than a normal conversation, but every word was dripping with menace that cut through the stillness of the b

With a powerful stomp of his right foot, the ground beneath him cracking under the force, Fang An dashed forward at top speed—his body moving like a streak of blue light as he launched an unexpected attack into the tightly packed ranks of Genie soldiers. The Heaven Sword sang through the air, its blade leaving a glowing trail in its wake. One by one, the soldiers of the Genie Kingdom collapsed to the ground, their movements frozen mid-charge. All bore similar gruesome wounds—gutted stomachs with entrails spilling out in tangled chaos onto the blood-soaked grass, their armor split open as if paper-thin. The stench of iron and decay was unbearable, carried swiftly by the wind that swept across the battlefield, reaching even the palace walls in the distance. Yu Lian stood frozen just a few meters away, his massive twin swords hanging limp at his sides as he stared wide-eyed, unable to believe what his eyes were witnessing. His face, usually hardened by battle, twisted with a mixture of

Winds howled violently around the battlefield, tearing at the grass and swirling dust and debris into a massive vortex that rose high into the storm-darkened sky. The very ground beneath their feet shook with each passing second, and the Genie King Sin Po stood frozen, his body trembling with a fear he had not felt in over five hundred years. He knew exactly who was about to appear—the same man who had once faced him in single combat centuries ago, a battle that had left him so terrified he’d wet himself in front of his entire court.Thick clouds of dust, broken armor, and even small rocks were sucked into the growing tornado, which devoured everything in its path as it spun faster and faster. The wind shrieked like a living thing, drowning out all other sounds as it carved a wide circle into the earth, leaving nothing but bare, churned soil in its wake."Do you want me to destroy your kingdom, Sin Po?!" a thunderous voice echoed from the eye of the tornado—deep and powerful enough to